Year Two

A Scorpio, another water sign prone to possession. I was so miffed I swore her-off right then and there. I was just too sensitive. Ford told me she was with her ex-boyfriend. But still I thought what is the necessity of all this cloak and dagger. Not a good sign I thought, too much intrigue.

There was Rose, a friend of Ford's from an old eastern family, strictly platonic. There was a one night stand with a friend of Ford's girlfriend. Then there was Agea who was perpetually match making. One woman was a belly dancer who worked in North Beach. One look in her bedroom was enough for me. It was filled with cosmetics. I am allergic to cosmetics. But we went to the woods in Marin for the day and sunned ourselves on a rock. We talked. Two different world's utterly.

Then Agea fixed me up with the woman of my dreams. Heavy-duty mind; both Edwardo and Agea said. And she was. We did a thing in Edwardo's utility room, over in their back-yard cottage on Anderson Street. I was in love. She was the one. Then she was gone. She took off with a guy to the country, like what three days later. Agea says, "I don't know she-gone. A guy". Then this woman was in a car accident, broke-up with that guy, and wanted to see me a month or two later so Agea says. But she is not the same, with the accident she added. She lost it all. She came to see me. She was now shallow; and I put her-off. This was my true Ursula, or so I imagined. She wanted a real-man and she took off with him and oh-well it was not me.

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